RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Being who I am on days of life, enjoying my essence,
feeling success thriving within.

Listening to no one as I write what and when I want
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Riding through adversity in saddles of desert beauty,
barren and arid.

Following an exact amount of measures, noting adjacent
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Ripples across the canal, wavering in an afternoon breeze,
reminding me of many times, fishing at our Arizona lakes.

Always having a great time, resting in the beauty of our
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Evening shadows coming out from hiding all day,
stretching their limbs, adjusting their eyes to
see around them.
Listening attentively to all that is being said
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Softly echoing moods of intensity, placating memories
with soulful music.
So gently, interpreting life into musical scores,
rounding up joyful talent, holding it closely, a
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Quietly dealing with patients, holding his own patience
in check, being thorough to a fault, working late.

Somehow always falling behind, patients are waiting for
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Swiftly falling into the rhythm of another funny song.
Taking me down flowing spirals of yesterday's echoes
and climbing canyon walls with no excuses or alibis.
Moving forward into spaces reserved just for me,
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Nature beckons me through glass windows, enticing my
soul to look out and find peace that always resides
within.
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Sun filtering through, touching me warmly with it's
cuddling glow.
Brightly standing about, treating all of nature to
it's generous thoughtful food of life.
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